Life, like flowers, is a cycle.
Being philosophical, with my caption this morning. Looking at the pictures of what the flowers looked like when they first arrived, to this point. Some had withered and some, like the roses, opened more, and became more beautiful in their opening.
They too did withered and we had to throw them away. Right now, I think we are in this stage of our lives. For we are not the beautiful, young buds, we are past our prime, and are starting to wither. Life has had its way with us, and yet here we are, still standing, and we still have more life left to live.
Saturday
Just looking at the yards, the grass, and knowing they both need to be cut. That is my plans for this afternoon after golf.
The morning started out about the same as usual. Accept for the fact that Sweetie has become somewhat of a blanket hog. She had wrapped herself up in the blanket, so to get her up, I had to unwrap her.
Our sitter was coming, and I was eager to get going. Got Sweetie up, cleaned and dressed, out to the living room, and fed breakfast.
My lady came, and the first thing she does is go over to Sweetie, gives her a hug, and introduces her. She has a big personality and that is how she greets her, and Sweetie responds in kind. They have a great relationship.
In the meantime, we're chatting, and I'm bringing her up to date as to how she has been. We talk about what I would like done, she is a dynamo action lady, and the next thing I know, she is cleaning up, doing this and that, what a blessing she is.
At the course, ran into Bruce, we've played together, and enjoy each other's company. He too is a caregiver to his wife. She has physical disabilities, not dementia, and we can share on a level that others cannot grasp. Plus we play at about the same level.
When I got home, the report was that Sweetie didn't go back to her safe place, which was good to hear, that she went potty by herself, with a BM, and all was well. That was a great report.
After our walk about, I headed for the backyard, with Sweetie in tow, to mow the yards.
She was content to sit and watch as I mowed the lawn. Finished with the back, out to the front, sat her down on the bench on the porch at the front door.
Even though the front is more weeds then grass, after it is mowed, it still looks good. My plan is to dig up the grass that is in my flowerbed and transplant it in the front yard. I've done this before in the back yard. After digging out the crab grass, I'd put plugs for the grass in the bare spots and it would soon spread and take over. It isn't an overnight fix, it takes time, and I've got plenty of that.
After the yard work was done, we had some time to kill before it would be time to head out to a meeting, so we started a movie. One of the things I love about streaming, is that we can start a movie, stop it, go do something else, come back and pick it up right where we stopped it. And that is what we did.
We started and finished the movie "The Martian". It was just right for both of us.
We finished our day well.
Driver kept us on the good part of the highway for this day of travel down the Road to Dementia Town. A smooth start with the sun peaking over the mountains, to light up the road as we went Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.
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